Saturday, April 21, 2007

Please don't die until I am with youI have plenty of grace to your likingI will read at your beside the poets you loveI shall read for you about life and the angel of death

I will brush the dried blood from your thick hairSing for you the lullabies forgottenfrom your youthPlease wait for me

Songbird spreading its wings towards the lightYour life fades outyour face faultlessly smoothThrough your half closed eyesI see starsInfinity and the universeYet death does not come at our mortal biddingAs you slept the angel of death came for youembraced you with ocean blue cloakand as you left with himyou sang in my dream"Did you know, your friend is dying?"You smiled and vanished into the beyond

The day passed in flightIn transit between our world and your worldSo far yet so close